Please Hold It In
The bouquet might've been pricey as hell, but damn if it wasn't worth every penny. Rachel, tucked into the back seat, clutched it like a treasure, refusing to let go.
"Like it?"
"Yeah! Mmm~ Ahh~ It even smells amazing!"
"Heh heh heh. Seeing you happy makes me happy too."
For some reason, it felt like I'd helped her reclaim a bit of her innocence. My mood lifted right along with hers. I hoped she'd forget all the bad memories and hold onto only the joyful ones from here on out.
"Thank you so much for coming today."
"No need to thank me. Rachel's first play—and her starring in it? I'd never miss that. Oh, by the way, I filmed your performance. I'll edit it all slick and bring it over."
"Huh? When did you even record that?"
"Gotta catch everything, right?"
Before the play started, I'd wandered the corners of the theater, deploying clones. They bawled their eyes out just like me, capturing Rachel transformed into Juliet from every angle. Might as well make it comprehensive—more footage means a richer edit.
"Well, take care getting home."
"Whoa! You can't seriously be sending me off like this?"
"Huh?"
"I'm totally free today..."
"Ah... Heh. In that case, come in and relax a bit."
"Heh heh heh. Think I will. Let's go, Rachel."
"Okay!"
One hand in Emily's, the other in Rachel's, we headed inside.
"Kyaaang!"
Udada-dot-!
The moment we stepped in, Cheetgirl—bored out of her mind, no doubt—leaped over to greet us.
"Kyaaang?!"
Kiiik-!
Udada-dot-!
Or tried to. Spotting me, she slammed on the brakes and bolted straight back to Rachel's room. That little shit? Daring to react like that to her master? I'd teach her some manners later, away from Emily and Rachel's eyes. With my body, of course! Heh heh heh...
We cracked open beers in broad daylight, chatting with the mother-daughter duo. Eventually, Rachel started nodding off.
"Sleepy, Rachel? Wanna head to bed?"
"Mmm... Yeah..."
"Alright, let's go."
I scooped her up princess-style and carried her to her room, laying her down beside the curled-up Cheetgirl.
"Sweet dreams, princess. You were awesome today."
"Hee hee hee..."
I stroked her hair, then returned to the living room. There was Emily, sipping coffee.
She's a killer.
I paused, just taking her in. Shoulder-length brown hair, a body ripened to perfection from a bit of weight, porcelain skin, and a tight black dress hugging her down to her thighs. It suited her perfectly. One side was torn, flashing bare leg with every step. And even just up to the knees, it was hypnotically seductive. A few parents at the play festival couldn't peel their eyes off her—until their wives elbowed them.
"Hm? What're you doing over there?"
Was my stare that obvious? Emily glanced my way. I shrugged off my jacket and approached.
"You looked so stunning, I got lost admiring you for a sec."
"Ah... Heh heh. Don't lay it on so thick. What could possibly be pretty about an old lady like me...?"
"Don't you ever check a mirror?"
"Huh? What do you...?"
"One look, and you'd know how gorgeous you are."
"...You gonna keep embarrassing me like this?"
She didn't hate the praise— a smile tugged at her lips. I downed the rest of my beer and slid in beside her, draping an arm over her shoulders with a husky whisper.
"More importantly, Emily... Rachel's asleep."
"E-even so, it's too early, isn't it? And she could wake up anytime..."
"Looks like she'll sleep till late evening. And early? What's 'early' when we click like this? Time doesn't matter if our hearts are in sync."
"Well, that's true, but..."
"Relax. Just trust me and follow my lead."
"Ah..."
I tightened my grip, pulling her into my chest. My other hand lifted her chin, and our lips met.
"Mm..."
I teased her lips with my tongue. They parted, and I dove in for a deep, sloppy kiss. Fresh coffee lingered on her breath—rich and intoxicating.
I pulled back just enough. "Suck my tongue."
"Okay..."
I pushed it in, and she lavished it with her lips and tongue, sucking like it was the yummiest treat. I let a trickle of saliva slip, making her swallow mine.
My arm slid down, groping her breast over her dress. Then I slipped inside, claiming the bare flesh. Way softer, way better than through fabric.
"Mm... Hnng..."
I kneaded roughly, then tenderly. Pinching her stiff nipple drew a lewd moan.
Now I sucked her tongue, nipping with my lips, tangling like mating snakes.
Before I knew it, she was straddling me. Awkward for groping, so I stroked her waist over the dress, caressed her exposed thigh, yanked her firm ass. My raging hard-on pressed her crotch.
"Hah!"
She gasped, feeling how rock-solid it was. Even after dozens of romps, she blushed like a girl seeing it for the first time.
"S-Steel Armor..."
"Yeah?"
"Let's go to the bedroom..."
Her shyness didn't last. Now burning up, she urged me first. I grinned and nodded—exactly what I wanted.
I hugged her tight and stood. Creak-!
"..."
"..."
The door opened. We dropped back down fast, hiding her beneath me. Who the hell?! Cheetgirl? Rachel?
"Mmm... Huh? Where's Mommy, Uncle?"
Shit! Rachel. She'd seemed dead to the world—why was she up already?
"She stepped out for a quick errand. Why're you awake, Rachel?"
"T-toilet..."
This was wrong on every level... but yeah, total perv move. Chatting with Rachel while dropping my pants.
What are you doing?!
Suck it.
Wha—! Mmph?!
I pried her stunned mouth open and shoved my cock in. Just five meters from Rachel!
Maybe because of Rachel, Emily just held it— no tongue, no sucking. So I grabbed her head and bobbed it.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Too deep? She made a noise.
"Hm? Did you hear something?"
Rachel poked her head out from the bathroom. I kept pumping Emily's head.
"Just me stretching."
"Oh, okay?"
She nodded and went in. I released Emily. Face flushed crimson, tears in her eyes, she glared.
"What the hell was that?! Rachel's right there!"
"Shh! She's still in the bathroom. She might hear."
"..."
Mention of Rachel shut her up. Grinning like a masked freak, I offered my cock again.
"Suck it."
"But..."
"Now."
"Mmph... Hah... Fine, just stop rubbing it on my face."
I teased her lips and cheeks till she took it willingly. The pleasure hit different—dizzying, incomparable to forcing her.
"Ahh... So good. Feels amazing, Emily."
As I savored her mouth, Rachel emerged, yawning—heading back to bed.
"Uncle."
"Yeah?"
She paused at her door. Emily twitched. Her mouth, stuffed with cock, brimmed with spit—she couldn't swallow, terrified Rachel might hear.
"When're you heading home?"
"Huh? Why? Want me gone quick?"
Did she? That'd sting.
"No!"
"Then what?"
"Just... I want you to sleep over tonight..."
"For real? You'd like that, Rachel?"
"Yeah..."
Blushing, head down, staring at her feet. I chuckled inwardly and nodded. Planned to anyway—perfect.
"Think I will."
"Huh? Really?!"
"Of course! Can't say no to our Rachel."
"Hee hee hee. Night!"
"G'night."
She beamed and vanished. Gulp-!
"Pha~!"
Door shut; Emily swallowed and spat me out.
"Emily."
"Y-yeah..."
"Let's do it right here first."
"...Huh?"
"Can't hold back anymore."
"W-wait...!"
I spun her, hiked up her dress, yanked panties aside, and thrust into her pussy. Dripping wet from the blowjob—no foreplay needed.
Meant for the bedroom, but watching her quiver with my cock in her mouth? No way I could wait.
Squelch-!
"Hnnngh!"
It slid in smooth. Fuck... this hits the spot. Blowjobs are great, but pussy reigns supreme.
Hugging from behind, I whispered in her ear. "Rachel might come out—no noise."
"B-but... Hnnngh!"
"No noise."
"Hngh! Hngh! Hnng~!"
She clamped her mouth with both hands. I snapped my hips. Her torso dipped lower. Awkward pose, but no switching—Rachel could emerge any second.
Squelch-! Squelch-! Squelch-!
"Hnnnngh!"
Savoring her gripping walls, I pounded away till I unloaded deep inside. Hot cum flooded her womb.
"Hah... Hnngh...!"
She shuddered in orgasm. Grabbing her arms, I said:
"We're heading to the bedroom now. But don't open your mouth."
"Hah... Huh? What're you—Ngh?!"
Standing with her impaled from behind. Holding her arms kept her from toppling.
"This pose is too—!"
"Shh! Like this to the bedroom."
"Wait—"
Squelch-!
"Kih?!"
One step toward the room, one hip thrust. Her hair swayed wildly.
Squelch-!
"Hik!"
Squelch-!
"Hnngh!"
Squelch-!
"Mmmph!"
Thrust per step. Muffled moans leaked with each. Cock buried, arms pinned, feet off the floor—she couldn't escape unless I let her.
Rachel's room was next door. As we neared Emily's, her pussy clenched harder. Heaven-sent, Rachel stayed put.
I pulled out and dropped her on the bed.
"Hah... Hah..."
Face-down, panting lewdly—then she glared.
"What was that?! What if Rachel heard?!"
"Sorry. But seeing you... I just couldn't hold back. Anyway, Emily."
"What... Hnngh..."
Cock dripping cum and juices, I stood before her. Her glare softened at the sight. Just another frail woman hooked on my dick-drug.
"I want more sex with you."
"But..."
She glanced at the wall—Rachel and Cheetgirl beyond.
"Hold in the noise so it doesn't carry."
"Give me a sec to brace—!"
Squelch-!
"Hnngh~!"
I stripped off her dress and plunged in again. Admiring her stifled moans, I rocked my hips furiously.